Love got a name and it's yours.
It's within you.
Deep within you.
So, the news isn't new.

Love has trust and it's yours.
Blessed by the Almighty Lord above.
Praise it, cherish it.
All because you earned it.

We, on this journey.
This journey of joy and excitements.
Where we are lost in one another.
Enjoying each other.

So, shall we go on.
Yes, shall we go on.
Blocking out things that doesn't concern us.

Because you, my gift.
And I'm your prize.
We only have one another before our eyes.

So, shall we go.
So, shall we move on.

Loving you-you are loving me.

Not by chance did I win her.
I place bets that I would have the winning hand.
I planned; I plotted exactly how I would earn her heart.
Eventually, her love.

I proudly can say, I'm the lucky one.

Somethings, we all see and attracted too.
And get very determine to get it.
And you see I earned what I saw before me.

So, I guess, I guess, you can say, I'm the lucky one.

Now, that you're older.
You regret somethings you done.
Maybe mistreated someone.
Maybe hurt someone.
Or dealing with love.

Now, that you're older.
You reflect on events in your life.
What made you smile?
What makes you happy.
Or drive your mind wild.

Life alone is an event.
We enjoy it.
We live it.
Even, if amongst the mess.

Long as I got faith I won't give up.
Through any problem God will pick me up.

Yes, as long as I got faith I will get through.
Through any journey I'm going through.

I must believe.
I must believe.
Cause I got the spirit of the Lord within me.

So, as long as I got hope my faith will see me through.
We all have obstacles that we go through.

I must believe.
I must believe.
God has a purpose for me.

Oh, here we go.
From your perspectives I done wrong.
Took my reputation and ruin it.

But what you see?
Is pretense, a creative image.
So, when actors, singers, any celebrities face threats of lawsuits.

You upset or have an opinion.
But comprehend many come from the streets.
Doesn't matter how much the ministers preach to the saints.

Who?
Can't say sinners they are not.
Church pews have a lot.
So, here we go again.

They famous folks simply are perfect.

Where love lives?
Also does you, you the description of it.
Upfront, truly enjoy it.

Just being in your company loves rest.
Beeb described by many fittings of happiness.

Where love lives?
So, does love.
Upfront it's the best neighbor to adore.

It's here.
It's next door.
It's everywhere.

In our eyes.
In our minds.
Just know reality of truth.

Where love lives?
So, do you.

Someone
Someone, somewhere
Pick me up, when I'm down.
Turn my frown back into a smile.

Don't run away like many does.
But love spreading rumors about you.

Somehow
Someway, someone
Pick me up, when I'm down.
Show me love deep within you.

Just pick me up.
Just pick me up.
I know I'm not perfect and never be.

Just pick me up.

Yeah, she loves me.
When I have nothing to see?
No wealth, no car but a love filled with love.

Yeah, she loves me.
I can't tell you what she see? --(in me)
But I can feel her love and her support.

Many times, we question various things.
Never positive about anything being real.
Until you feel it.
Yes, until you feel it.
Yes, truly feel it.

She adores me.
So very deeply.
I just know (in my heart) she loves me.
And I love her back.

Yes, it's a fact.
Even when she gets on my nerve.

See me smiling.
See it big.
I found a woman to make me one happy man.
Each day is brighter.
Each day is great.
Cause I'm have a happy love, happy life.

No sorrow here.
Just no sadness to speak about.
I am proud to do a shout out to a happy love, happy life.

Just like the sun above that radiate.
This woman I adore makes mine so bright.
Each day living I feel so blessed.
I found a lover to call my treasure chest.

Lift me
Life me
Life me up love

From the support you give to me
And the way you make me happy.

I'm proud to constantly say, lift me up love.
Lift me
Lift me
Lift me up

Love always been centered around a ceremony.
Even to the point you will hear a symphony.

And I'm proud to say, lift me up.

Just being in your company brings so many benefits to me.
That folks can see all of it dignity.

Forever always, forever only.
We both be lost in our love zone.
Listening to Smokey Cruisin' or his Quiet Storm songs.

We be around each other forever always and forever only.
While diving into one another forsaking all others.
I want to hold your hand, forever be your man.

We be heading up just not falling down.
We both be happy like a circus clown.
Forever always, forever only.

Yes, forever only.
Yes, forever always.

Oh, money the object of trouble.
And if you rich it just double.
Yes, call it double trouble.

Some face allegations that rooted in falseness, then some in truth.
But scriptures state the love of money is the root of all evil.
Ask a man with Sugar Daddies blues?

Don't believe the hype that all men are guilty.
When some women go the route of being a Sugar Daddy lover.
Oh, it's still going on and it's very strong.

A woman best friend just might be pretending to be.
When she spending time with your man?
Whenever you not free to please.

Money breathe trouble.
Money breathes many people interest.
We all know of some horror story.

Evil is, as evil does and has created interest for many lovers to explore.
If we were all saints?
Then there be no need for any church.

You said, I promise the world and you still waiting.
And now made-up your mind to move on.
And there is nothing I can do to make you stay.

But don't you see I'm trying (trying).
I never stated this success would be an overnight thing.
Because most things never are in life.

And unlike others I won't beg you to stay.
But if success should come and you gone.
Just remember this (I was trying)

To keep your smiling.
I was trying to make you happy.

With limited sleep.
I was trying.

But you feel my love isn't worth a single thing.
But it worth more than any gold on earth.

After the kids, comes happiness.
After they adults, comes happiness.
After a divorce, comes happiness.
Whew, then you can say my life is blessed.

All the friction has faded away.
And now you can talk about who is the blame.
Cause usually, we toss blame both ways.
Some has too much mouth.

In truth, doesn't know when to shut up.
You just know after a divorce things seems great.
Less stressful, less worries.

Maybe, one or two might regret it.
Using faith based religious to debate it.
But after a divorce comes relieve.

Where you might find happiness from the next love you meet?

Right before your eyes, it exists.
But for some reason you still miss it.
Right within your mind you know.
That love does keep a score.

Still, you are reaching for something better.
Something that won't last forever.
Still, you're craving for a lover.
When you already have one nearby.

So, when the heartaches come accept the blame.
And no reason to be a shame.
Cause you was reaching for something better.
Something that won't last forever.

Yes, you're reaching.
Just out there reaching for something better

We all have regrets; we might not tell you this.
Sometimes, it's simply out of respect for creating hurts feelings
Could be that spouse?
Could be that job?
Or loss of it.

We all have regrets.
Could be not apologizing in time?
Or being rule at the wrong time.
Or not accepting the truth we asked for from someone.

Then again, some regrets we don't regret.

Indians assigned reservation.
Blacks, assigned to plantations.
Asian Americans, assigned to Concentration camps.

And who placed you there?
Yes, we know.
Why, we know?
Because they are crying foul.

History has never been good to them.
And that's mainly because of them.

What's that infamous phase known on Dragnet?
The names were changed to protect the innocence.

Presently, we see the Latinos the focus of their hatred.
This is factual.
How we know?
Because like the others they are crying foul.

But now with regrets because they are figuring out they needed.
Because their livelihood falling by the waste side.

Isn't LIFE grand.

Say David.
Say Eddie.
Say Paul.

Say Melvin.
Say Otis.
Then say the Temptations.
The Classic Five became legends within four years.

Wasn't afraid to beg or wish for rain or tell their girl you're my everything.
Why not?
You don't look back when you are blessed.

Many men have stated with facts that my girl is the best.
And often told friends to get ready for various opinions.

Say Dennis.
Say Damon and Richard too.
True super stars that left good memories.
Even, when singing about Papa.

Even say Elbridge, he was a part of the original unit.
And you have the greatest male soul group to ride the airwaves.
Sure, there been plenty more.

But they be there for another poem.

My love exists, somewhere.
Always will, always have in life.
Just have to find the right one to add to my life.

She is beautiful, within and without.
And this truth without a doubt.
Some would call her a knockout.

Others a beautiful brickhouse.
My love exists, for me to love, for me to see.
Know this?
She truly makes me happy.

Yes, my love exists, and she is right here.

Truth hurts, always have.
When history must be shared.
A few with get upset when they comprehend what others has done.

But the truth hurts mostly one over the other.
After they been told only about them.
When others talked about?

Then it's a different matter.
Cause the truth hurts when truth exposed segregation and allegations.

History a tricky matter here in America.
Some will be painted worst, and like we see hatred within churches.
Why?
The truth hurts.
The truth hurts when you contribute others to the mix.

This when folks throw a fit.

I tried.
I like.
I did it.
Not once has I regret it.
And it was enjoyable.

I seen
I want.
I went after it.
Not once has I denied it.
Life meant to be explorable.

We all have desires, this a fact.
And all of mine looked legal.
Then again, I am not a legal eagle.

I did it.
I done it.
And it was meant to be.

Least, it made me happy.

Sometimes, we laugh.
Sometimes, we wonder and ponder.
Yes, sometimes by things people say.

Yes, the wicked one of hell.
Get more recognition do tell.
You cheat and get caught.

The Devil did it.
He pushed me into havoc.
You steal or embezzle from your employer.
The Devil did it.
Yes, the wicked one from hell pushed you into that mess.

Yes, leave it to the ministry.
Who?
We should level blame upon
Sure, this manipulation comes with charm.
Sure, he the master of various harms.

But at the end of the day.
We must confess up and take the blame.
Even by saying the Devil did it.

When all he did was sit and watched?
We ALL have a wicked amongst us.

What if?
Love didn't exist.
I guarantee us two would create it.

Our energy just that strong to start it.
Like a match that create a flame of fire.
Just being with one another create desires.

What if?
Hate tried to destroy us.
Similar to people so jealous of us.

Deep within us is the power to override it.
Push it aside like it can't affect us.
We on this pleasure mission to find nothing but love.

So, all the what if?
In this fantastic world know to avoid us.
All because they not ready to face this trouble.

Because of love is so powerful.

Your eyes told me.
Told me things on your mind.
Your voice tells me.
All the things you want to do.
Your hands touches do it too.

Watch what you requesting?
You are asking for something that's too much for you.

I am like you.
I love challenges.
Especially in the field of romance.

Just watch what you requesting?
I just might impress you.

I see you.
I see you grow with manners and respect.
Avoided, all the trouble others seem to find

I can honest say this.
I am proud of my son.
Oh, you have your moments.
Then at that age I did too.

But you everything I enjoy.
Everything I enjoy just seeing you grow.
Yes, my son, I love you so.

You this youthful young adult.
Talented in various ways.
And I have sworn to you.
To protect you in every way.

With love, I honest write this poem.

From bad to good.
You changed me from what I use to be.
Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.

There was a time I didn't care.
One of the best user and manipulator everywhere.
Then I met you.
Yes, I did.
Yes, I did.

Sure, it didn't happen overnight.
It took a while to adjust and adapt.

I just know, you changed me.
In so, so many ways.
Yes, I Am not what I use to be in anyway.

Because you changed me.
Yes, you change me.
Yes, you did.
And I say thank you-thank you.

I was headed down a path no one should ever go.

What upset you?
Is it love?

Love between a black and white.
Is it love of some type you don't like?

Really, what upset you?
Bre honest, be true.

Is it because someone had a *** change?
And what?
Does that have to do with you anyway?

Avoid using scriptures like ministers and people tends to do.
But avoid the total mess, within the testaments.
And we aware folks loves giving comments' but hates to be challenged.

Again, I ask you?
What upset you?

Having a minority in power over you.
Yes, this ticks many whites more than others.
If they do?
Eventually, they will get exposed with their racist's views.

Think, write it down, what upset you?
In all of us there is something that do it?

Is it road rage?
Where you surrounded by various elements?
A second from being ticked off like a bomb about to explode.

Is it political?
Where the biggest liars aware of what to say to appeal to you?
If you holding onto and outdated perspective?
Your opinion won't be affected.

We see this with those crying being a loyal voter to any party.
Think change, nothing the same since our youth.

Somewhere, within all of us exist hatred.
So, what upset you?
Don't say nothing because something does.

A crying child.
A bully.
Someone hurting a child.
An abusive fool and they within both genders.

A corrupt cop that hadn't been checked until they meet the right one.

Those sultry eyes.
Those passionate lips.
Yes, I remember all of them.

Those soft hands.
Those sensual rubs.
Easily, can make someone fall in love.

But more than anything, it's knowing you.
And more than anything that's what attracted me to you.

From the moment you spoke.
And the knowledge you exposed.
How?
Could a man not love you so?

Just ask me how?

I will give you an image.
One plotted so well.
That you will buy it and go out and tell.

You will spread it.
Yes, all over the world.
An image that been plotted so well.

You will come to the point I can't make that mistake.
That things been made up to ruin me.
All because a few is jealous of me.

But like many actors pretending.
That is what an image does.

Ask yourself, now?
Do others know you so well?
Or just see an image describing only a part of you.

Knock, knock, who is it?
It's love.
Sometimes called wonderful or beautiful.

I have the power to change events.
Makes folks comprehends what I am about.

I leave happiness in many people's house.
I get blame and it's a shame.

But it's love.
Which folks' misuses and confuse with hurt.
Yes, even in church.

But if I leave a good impression within your heart.
Then know it's God.

For God so love the world.
And love representing him is an honor.

Strong women, intimidate weak men..
Ok, some men in general.
They want a puppet.
A robot to cater to their orders and demand.

We, see this in the political culture.
Hillary, very intimidating to men.
Smart, educated and firm.
Things men can't handle.
So, they voted for a clown better yet, a fool.

Kamala, a proven force of strength.
Weak men don't comprehend even what that line meant.
They forget all about that strong mom that we knew or know, well.

A woman that cries they need no man.
Really, saying you must be on her measure of success.
And it's not about money or even wealth.

A strong woman lives up to that phase.
And that's every day.

Be proud
Men, be proud to be a mama boy.
Have no regrets being called that.

Have no shame.
Accept it and proclaim it.
Even, if your lady has a fit.

Many have heard that stupid line.
You love your mama more than you loves me.
Have no shame
The first woman you will ever know.

Would die for you in an instant.
And adore you will all her attention.
Many has put teachers in their place.

Not behind their back but to their face.

You her son and she is your mom.
So, being a mama boy is truly an honor.

Accept, many might not be perfect and have a past.
But remember many left a serious impact.
And left a good and bad impression.

But never run from that phase of being a mama boy.

Say you can.
Say, you will.
Stop drinking.
Say you can.
Say you will.


Stop cheating.
Say, you can.
Say you will.
All these require is will power.

Stop lying.
Well, start trying.
Say you can.
Say you will.
Really, what does it get you?

Stop fabrication facts.
Say, you can.
Say, you will.
Make them all reality, and let it be what is?

Say, you can.
Say, you will.
All because you feel within you can do this.

Accept your hurt.
Accept your pain.
When they say you a racist
Accept it.

You said you couldn't vote for her.
She was this.
She was that.
So, you elected the bigot man.

You know him.
A cheater, bad businessman.
And you foolishly said, he was a smart man.
Evidence never supported it.

A man that stated lustful thoughts toward his child.
If she wasn't blood connected.

You voted for him.

Led by wicked ministers pushing their views.
And you reaping what you voted on.

Accept it.
Accept your pain.
Just no other way.
Your hatred, now in clear view.
We saw ****** used his people to hate the Jews.

Some might say, this wasn't meant to be.
But deep within my soul you put this joy within me.
You my heart, my star, and for you I thank God.

Others must be jealous of us.
For when I look around.
Many are so unhappy.

While some just pretending to be.
You my dream, my fantasy, but more my reality.

And I know--Yes, I know.
This love was meant to be.

Many been a slave.
One group more than the others.
And suffered more than many.

But truth stands in tracking our heritage.
We must accept, we all are immigrants.
Just one group see things different.

When you say?
I'm an American born.
You still classified as an immigrant.
Simply by tracing your past.

And honest truth is no group is better.
We just think we are.
In America all groups created this country.
And continue too.

Only a few fails to comprehend truth.
Everyone's an immigrant.
Our heritage is living proof.

Let's admit this.
Some diamonds are rare.
Which mirror my girl.

A precious jewelry with so many mysteries.

She priceless.
She worthies.
She has sworn her heart and love to me.

Guys, just admit it, if you have a rare diamond.
Be proud to claim her as your woman.

Others might want her.
Just speak out loud it's not going to happen.
Your sincere lover is also your diamond.

She's one of a kind.

Like a diamond that's very rare.
I am that guy--yes that guy you talk about.

One of a kind and so fine.
Yes, I stated it.
Heard it many times before.

While others get negative opinions.
I only ride in positivity.
Yes, built with so much confidence.

Yes, I am that guy you want in your life to love.
Yes, I am that guy you need to love.
I am more than lucky.
Liten, I am blessed.

Exact truth, love is competitive.
Exact truth, love is imaginative.
Never think it's not.

It can run cold.
It can run hot.
Then there days you wish all forgotten.

Exact facts, love reveals.
Exact truth, love can break you.
Ask someone trying to avoid it?

You find someone refusing to discuss it.
These exact facts.

Trying to succeed.
Trying to please.
Trying to excel but with you getting nowhere.

Trying to hold.
Trying to kiss.
Even at that I somehow failed.

Every effort I took to know you pushed you away.
Until I stated, I love you.
And then the chase became knowing about you.

Which I am determined to do.
I must after putting so much effort in chasing you.

Got confidence, within myself.
That I can and will impress you.
Thats just what I truly do.

I will
Will win your heart.
Will be your man.
I will

It might take flowers or others exciting things.
I have no doubt that I won't win you, my way.
Because I will

I will be a magnet.
I will be attraction.
I will
I will be yours forever

The press.
The good press loves promoting bigotry.
But bring it to the hood.
Just simple community.
And you'll find a whole different story.

Different environment.
Different mentality.
So, they stay in those community that stands in reserves.
Same race.
Same face.
Still intimidated to confront their own.

Even, a real bigot knows his limitation.
And what will happen in certain situation.
Yes, it to the neighborhood that not tolerating it like your own.

You be met with forces that leaves you choices.

Somethings are meant to be.
Somethings, just an imaginary dream.
And some dreams will never really be.

But the truth is, I'm yours forever.
And their various reasons.
That I am yours forever.

Maybe, we like those two in that garden.
Place together to bond and succeed.
And just see if we can achieve.

Yes, somethings are meant to be.
Even if it's not what it seems.
So, we must face this reality that I'm yours forever.

Through the good
Through the bad--I'm yours forever.

When you ask me?
And it is constantly what did I see in you?
And I never had to think hard about it.

But I guess it's the sincerity of your honesty
That stands out so strong about you.
And I even say your beauty too.

Still others ask, what do I see in you?
Maybe it's the way you carry yourself.
Or the education you have.
Or just how much you care.

You a free spirit that moves at your own will.
When I found you?
To me you were a steal.
I guess this what I see in you?
Yes, what I see within you.